"Dad, don't listen to his nonsense, it's not like this!"

Guan Tianqi took the IOU in his hand and confirmed Guan Feihu's notes: "Feihu, the white and black characters are clear, you said that things are not like this, what is that? I have taught you since I was a child that people do not stand without trust! Do you want me to lose my trust in the entire Yanzhou City?"

"Dad, I..." At this time, Guan Feihu was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Little friend, don't worry, tonight, I will send an accountant to give 200 million in full. Guan Tianqi said with a smile, and then whispered: "That killer, please show mercy to his subordinates." ”

"Don't worry, I'm covered. Qian Cheng patted his chest and said.

"Bring the flying tiger back to me!" Guan Tianqi gave an order, and four bodyguards walked out of his side to directly prop up Guan Feihu, raising it and wanting to disappear from everyone's sight.

"Helper, mighty!" suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Helper, mighty!!" more and more people followed suit, as if shouting slogans.

Qian Cheng smiled and looked at the person in front of him and said lightly: "Today! I have packed all the drinks, everyone continue!"

After speaking, he found the bartender and swiped the card directly 500W, and left indifferently.

"Ahem, complete the hidden task - pretend to be X to the end, and send a rating of 50 points. ”

"I'll go, there's still a hidden mission! Qian Cheng nodded with satisfaction. My own rating, I don't need to look at it, it is estimated that it has exceeded 400 points.

"By the way, Meng Xiaomei, what is the achievement, what is the use. Qian Cheng suddenly remembered the task just now and asked.

"Achievements are mainly prepared for collecting fetishes. The main creator of the gods has obsessive-compulsive disorder and likes to collect. It doesn't help, it just looks good. Meng Xiaomei said lightly.

"That's not very friendly. Qian Cheng was helpless, but even so, his ass had nothing to lose.

After Guan Feihu was taken away, the bar returned to normal order, since Qian Cheng's background was so deep, and there was a master ink thorn by his side, the internal security did not dare to continue to look for trouble. They all spread apart, as if the money didn't exist.

"Inkthorn, right? Qian Cheng looked at the ink thorn beside him.

"Yes. "The Inkthorn doesn't talk much.

"What is the identity of your old man?" Qian Cheng asked curiously.

"This is not something that you can reach as a small shrimp in the market. "Mo Thorn has seen too many so-called big backgrounds and wealthy families, so it is not strange for Qian Cheng to be like this for a long time. In the eyes of Mo Thorn, Qian Cheng is nothing more than a slightly rich market hooligan.

"Interesting, I like the word "small shrimp" in the market. The first time Qian Cheng heard someone describe himself like this, he laughed and laughed.

"Your mission is to protect me in the shadows. Qian Cheng further probed.

"You don't need to know that. Inkthorn didn't want to say more.

Qian Cheng squinted his eyes and continued to probe: "I don't know how much the old man will give you a week? You can be my bodyguard. ”

"You're going to hire me, I'm afraid, you really can't afford it!" said Inkthorn disdainfully.

"It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that I can't afford to be hired, don't look at me like this, I'm very rich. Qian Cheng smiled.

"Hmph, so you're a little shrimp in the market. When you reach my level, you will know that money is meaningless. Ink Thorn sneered at Qian Cheng expressionlessly.

After Qian Cheng heard Mo Thorn's words, he was suddenly stunned. Money is already meaningless, what does that mean?

But continuing to ask, Ink Thorn no longer cares.

The next day, Qian Cheng changed his clothes and continued to the next planned location - the largest shopping mall in Yanzhou City, Diamond Eagle Shopping Mall. Now that the ink thorn has gone from lurking to the eyes of the public, the meaning of being surprised in the dark no longer exists, so he simply followed Qian Cheng's side to protect him closely.

"Inkthorn, change into this outfit. Qian Cheng threw the ink thorn with a body of patience.

"What kind of clothes is this!" Inkthorn took the clothes and tried on the fabric. Said with a frown.

"It's overalls, I'll take you to play. Put it on first!" Qian Cheng finished speaking, and put on his Naiyu sportswear first.

Qian Cheng and Mo Thorn walked around the mall. This copycat outfit suddenly attracted everyone's onlookers.

"This person seems to be a local tyrant who bought fish for his girlfriend some time ago. ”

"Impossible, this copycat equipment looks like it's less than 100 yuan, can it be a local tyrant?"

"That is, if he is a local tyrant, wouldn't I be Ma Yun? ”

"These two second-class goods, dressed like this to drill eagles, just laughed at me. ”

While everyone was teasing, Qian Cheng and Mo Thorn walked into a high-end brand store.

"I'll try on this dress. Qian Cheng touched the black jacket beside him, and it felt really good.

The salesman looked at the two of them from the beginning with the level of looking at people and clothes for many years, and frowned slightly. But even so, the salesman still professionally asked the size of the clothes Qian Cheng was wearing.

"Oh. I'm wearing a 180. Qian Cheng smiled.

"Sir, are you sure you want to try it on? The salesperson patiently reminded.

"I just tried it on, and I didn't say I wanted to buy it. Qian Cheng suddenly said seriously with an expressionless face.

"What are you trying if you don't buy it? Young man, he looks good, why is he a heartless eye. The salesman's patience was finally exhausted after Qian Cheng's words.

"What, you guys here, can't you try it if you don't buy it?" Qian Cheng asked rhetorically.

"We are a brand store. You can afford it, and of course you can try it on. I can't afford it, so try a fart. The salesman was so angry that he even burst into foul language.

"Meow, beauty, I'm just trying on clothes, there's no need to be so online. In fact, Qian Cheng expected it at this time, and it can also be said that the original intention was to lead the war, but he didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.

"Hmph, you try on clothes, what should I do if my clothes are torn? How can I fix them if they are broken?" said the salesman disdainfully.

"What kind of clothes are you guys here? are they made of paper, and they will break when you touch them?" Qian Cheng quipped.

"You're only made of paper, and who knows if you have a blade with you, and you have scratched my clothes!" said the salesman, using his extraordinary imagination.

"I've never hit women, but now I can't take it anymore. At this time, Mo Thorn saw that there were more and more onlookers, and his face became more and more unbearable, and he whispered in Qian Cheng's ear.

"Bear with me a little longer, and I'll teach her a good lesson. "The ink thorn martial arts are so strong, but I didn't expect it to be a thin skin. Qian Cheng looked at the ink thorn with a smile and said.

"Big guy, do you see? The clerk at this shop didn't let me try on clothes because I didn't have any money! Do you have to wear pants with big pockets to hold money when you buy clothes?" Qian Cheng bewitched the melon-eating masses while adding drama to himself.

"Hmph, don't do this! I've seen a lot of people like you! You're making trouble, I'll call 110!" the salesman yelled.

"Ahem, optional task - slap the salesman in the face (not really hit it), complete the score of 20 points. ”

"It's this again! You fight, I'll see if the police don't care about it. Qian Cheng thought back to the scene where he bought a house, and suddenly laughed to himself. I am not what I used to be, I used to be alone, and I had to be careful to pretend to X, lest one of them leak and I have to go around.

Now Qian Cheng has acquaintances in the police station after all, so he is not afraid at all, so he just sits by and waits.